I’m still in shock that this won but it also has some of the best lines I’ve ever written and, like, I 100% wrote it as a loving nod towards my two fave books and the references are all pretty obvious if you’ve read both books but yeah here, here have this you all can read it this is the updated version the one on my blog is old
A Song for the Firing Squad
“You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.” ― Catherynne M. Valente, Deathless
The hot scent of burning sugar lit the air and hung heavy in the rafters of the dressing room. Anya watched as Mikhail lit another sugar cube over another glass, the flames sparking up for a shivering moment before they eased back down and the melted sugar dripped into the liquid. He lifted the glass, offering it to her. She declined.
“Are you sure? You’ll need it out there, volchitsa.” He swirled the glass and offered it to her again. Again, she declined.
“I’ll be fine,” she said, drawing her legs down from where they had been resting up on the table.
“Give me a cigarette.”
“Hell no. I only have one left,” Mikhail protested.
“And I need it. I’ll need it out there,” Anya said sweetly. She drew her black hair over one shoulder, tilting her head to one side and smiling at him.